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Artiste : Big Sean
Titre : Who You Are (Superstar)
Callin´ my number one
Front row at your audience
All these cameras and you still alone
My phone is always on
I´m always on, I´m always on

(I´ll be your groupie, baby)
Aye, woah, woah, look

These bitches finna hate you, you a superstar
You know who you was, I know who you are
Fuckin´ with a nigga, love to take it too far
You the one that they got up on mood board
When I flick you from the back, you a superstar
You know who you was, I know who you are
Aye, I know who you are
I know who you are

Your face buried in silk
I hop, I´m on top, I´m the king of the hill
Ex wrapped around your finger, he wanna marry you still
I´m talkin´ shit in your ear, you showin´ off in the mirror

I match your sex drive, I´m teachin´ you how to steer
I put you in every gear, yeah
I ask her do she love it, she said "Daddy, hell yeah"
She deserve a tail number and a Telfar (For real)
You don´t need a man, you need a manager, hold up
You don´t need a man, you need a cameraman
I´m not that nigga that you call that´s never answering
These stupid niggas fumbling a real bitch, they can´t handle it
Aye, Tesla truck, pickin´ it up
Dickin´ her down, liftin´ her down
She drop it again, it´s deluxe
She a superstar chick, give her superstar dick
Fuck around and have a superstar kid

Man, these bitches finna hate you, you a superstar
You know who you was, I know who you are
Fuckin´ with a nigga, love to take it too far
You the one that they got up on mood board
When I flick you from the back, you a superstar
You know who you was, I know who you are
Aye, I know who you are
I know who you are

All she need´s a platform
All she need is somebody who gon´ go to bat for her
Soon as she leave the house, make her back for her
Who gon´ hold that ass down and make her wanna clap for it
Clap for it, and you the best at it

Sold out shows jumpin´ like a pep rally
Girl, you poppin´, I´ma fuck you at the Met Gala
We made a mess at it, aye
And fuck these hatin´ ass bitches, hope they take it personal
And you know they hate as long as the work flow
Pieces, Scorpio, waters, I surf those
Pussy fire, I might have to go no shirt mode
And you blessed, I know Creflo and Kirk know
You a superstar, just never go commercial
Right stroke, left stroke, that´s the best stroke
Death stroke, tongue all down your throat

You don´t ever happen to people like me
You can be anywhere but you where you wanna be, yeah
Shooting star in the limelight, my sweet thing
I´d buy you this fuckin´ world

´Cause you love me for me

Man, these bitches finna hate you, you a superstar
You know who you was, I know who you are
I had to do it
Straight, straight up
You know who you was, I know who you are
I know who you are
I know who you are

Callin´ my number one
Front row at your audience
All these cameras and you still alone
My phone is always on
I´m always on, I´m always on